Please tell me this also happens to you???

I think I must be one of the most awkward people I know. I own it. It is what it is.

Yesterday – we had an awesome Heritage Day celebration in our department at work – we decided to dress up. We looked gorgeous… I borrowed some clothes from one of my cool colleagues, and changed at work. Everything was fine… great actually.

After all the modeling around and singing “he-lee-lee-lee-lee-lee” I got unchanged right?

And then… can you guess?

My work pants zip like fell apart, literally – without any pressure, I mean its not like a pants like super tight or anything – I have those, but this wasn’t one of them. And I didn’t have one of those wonderful cover-all-my-indiscretions tops on either, I wore a little skimpy golf shirt…(it wasn’t skimpy but it might as well have been because it covered zero indiscretions) and of course typical me…this morning I decided to wear some shocking underwear too. Big wow! #epicfail

Does this happen to you? Because I didn’t even flinch when I happened to me, I mean I grrrrrrrr-ed and whined a bit, at the fact that this was happening and I had places to be after work but it didn’t surprise me because these things just happen to me.

2 weeks ago something similar happened to a new pants of mine also at the office shortly after I arrived (you’re going to think I wear super tight clothes which I don’t promise…), it just decided to magically have a hole in on the side AT THE OFFICE. Unprofessional much? They were new. They were not supposed to magically get a hole in at the seams. Why Larry why???? Clearly…… “Cause nothing tastes like Fresca”!

I had to borrow someone’s gym pants – AND slippers because I also had heels on that day? What? Yes this happens to me.

Murphy even got me on my wedding day… I put my dress on from the bottom (feet in first) as to not spoil the hair and make-up… and then that dreaded “Crrrrrrrrcccccckkkkk” noise echoed from behind me…….. (not from MY OWN behind though which I might have been more grateful for at the time). I quickly pulled it back down my legs and tried the top but alas… too late.

My bestests helped with cotton, needles and sewed up my dress while I was in it, in the park before I walked down the aisle. Literally – standing in the park in a wedding dress with someone behind me on their knees sewing my dress up. Fail? Lol… not so much. Awesome friends? Yessssuurrrr!

I feel like these crazy, embarrassing, weird things are always happening to me. Like my body is trying to tell me something and no I don’t its not that I need a new pants size… It’s not even just my clothes.

It’s me – sending messages to the wrong people, getting words muddled at the wrong times, slipping up the stairs, down the stairs, on the wet kitchen floor at work into a split…. just being awkward.

I’m as graceful about it as possible though – take it in my stride, pull the golf shirt down, cover the zip with my bag, wear track pants and heels… take pictures, laugh at myself.. pretend like making a split on the kitchen floor was what you meant to do…. etc.

Sympathize and tell me this happens to you too? Paleeeeeasseeee….

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